After sighing softly, he reached into the vortex and pulled out a Nagant revolver loaded with bullets.

fantuantanshu.

Gently turning the bullet nest, Wei Ran took out the bullets one by one, inspected them, and stuffed them back one by one.

Finally, even the revolver was put into the metal book. Wei Ran stretched tiredly, thinking secretly about this harvest.

The harvest in the vortex was only one pistol, which could be said to have shrunk countless times compared to the transport vehicle we got last time.

But if you look at this from another angle, the pistol can be said to be the most basic self-defense weapon besides the bayonet. Not to mention that this gun has existed as early as the Tsarist Russia, which undoubtedly gives it more opportunities to be used -

—At the very least, it is much more practical than the American luxury 1911.

On the other hand, the gems that appeared in the safe could be regarded as making his trip to Mine No. 52 successfully achieve his original goal.

"I originally thought that Selsi didn't know that his father left him a large amount of treasure, but I didn't expect that not only did he know about it, but those gems had probably already been made into light."

Wei Ran shook his head and sighed, feeling that all the treasures seemed to be cursed. Starting from the treasure in the well in the North African desert, to the treasure on Bear Island, and then to the second gold in the desert.

Treasure, even this time.

These treasures themselves seem to have some kind of magic power. It seems that the higher their universal value, the more likely the dark side of human nature will be revealed in those who are close to them.

"In the future, incidents related to treasures cannot be touched again."
Chapter completed!